It is a day of wild weather today. One minute brilliant sunshine, the next heavy showers; but always an incredibly strong wind. I thought I would walk after lunch with the farmer and Tess but after one field I had to turn back as the wind was literally blowing me over. I suppose the plus side is that it is beginning to dry the fields and the roads after all the snow last week. But even Tess found it hard going, getting blown along as she sniffed at every rabbit hole.
Yesterday it was our monthly Poetry afternoon and it was at my house this month. I am sure we all love our Poetry afternoon - it really is a most civilised meeting and we get to hear poetry we know and love as well as poetry we have never heard before. I baked a lemon tray bake, which is good for me to do as I do these things so rarely these days and I am sure I am right when I say that everyone enjoyed the whole afternoon. There were nine of us and we heard poetry by Christina Rosetti, Charles Causley, Thomas Hood, John Betjamen (Summoned by Bells), Sharon Olds and others. I must say that after listening to S read from Summoned by Bells, I can only say that anyone who thinks John Betjamen is a second rate poet can't have read the poem S read. We were enthralled - his knowledge of London and the way he takes us round is just beautiful. This, added to the fact that S reads so beautifully, was such an experience.
Today I have booked us a week's holiday in Norfolk for May, staying at a lovely hotel which has been highly recommended to us.
Our room will look out over the sea and we shall have a week of pure luxury - I think the farmer deserves that after all his hard work over the year.
Still reading Roads to Santiago and enjoying every word. It is so full of brilliant 'mots' that I have begun to keep a notebook and take a note of them all, as there are too many to remember.
If you live in the UK - stay upright.
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